Chapter 17 Chapter fifteen

Sally was shocked by Xie Huiren's narration, she stared at him blankly, opened her mouth and widened her eyes. There was silence in the room for a while, and the old man sighed slightly and said, "Unfortunately, there is still a mystery in Famen Temple, which has not been solved. Huiren, do you think this mystery can be solved?" Another mystery?Xie Huiren was stunned for a moment, and he reconsidered for a while. From the Ashoka Pagoda in the front room, the white marble tent in the middle room to the back room of the underground palace, there is nothing more important than finding the Buddha's finger bone relic.Of course, it is worth mentioning that the three jade Buddha finger shadow bone relics, Tang Wuzong, the fifteenth emperor of the Tang Dynasty, did not like Buddhism, so he asked the monks of Famen Temple to send the Buddha bone relics to the palace, and he wanted to destroy them on the spot , the monks of Famen Temple risked their lives to make a fake and deceive Tang Wuzong.This is already a historical fact, and there is nothing to write about.

Xie Huiren shook his head in confusion. "Oh, I'm still young." The old man sat calmly on the sofa and said slowly: "Hui Ren, to enter the door of a knowledge, first of all, don't be confused by the things inside, the most important thing is to look at this What's written on the door?" Xie Huiren suddenly realized, "Shimen symbol!" Xie Huiren secretly blamed himself for forgetting such an important mystery.People are often attracted by the treasure at the end of the road, but they just forget that there are more valuable things scattered on the road.On a door of the underground palace of Famen Temple, there are several mysterious symbols engraved, which look like words, but they are not, and it is not known who left them. Until now, no one can tell the meaning.

The old man nodded approvingly, and continued, "Hui Ren, you are really smart, I found you in the right place. You have passed the last test, and the riddle I set for you did not bother you. Now there is a There are bigger mysteries for you to solve—are you interested?" It's time.Xie Huiren thought to himself.He sat on the sofa, his spirits lifted. "Sir, is that the Buddha head?" The old man shook his head and said, "I told you before, don't be fooled by the things inside the door." Xie Huiren smiled knowingly. Indeed, he did not pay attention to the door of this study room. From the moment the door opened, he was attracted by the antiques in the room.

He got up immediately and walked to the door.No wonder he didn't notice that when this traditional Japanese sliding door was pushed open, the things on the door were covered. At this time the door had been closed, and Yamato stood by the door, looking at him expectantly. Xie Huiren didn't have to go any closer, as soon as he walked around the screen, he saw a set of patterns on the door. Silver bracelet pattern! How could it be here!Xie Huiren felt the blood rushing to his head, as if the blood had been drained from his legs, which made him feel that his legs had no strength. He tried to stand upright, trying to clear his mind.But he immediately knew that it was futile, his mind was in a mess, and the pattern of the silver bracelet in front of him gradually became blurred.

He saw a vague figure, it was his grandma!Grandma carefully drew the pattern on the paper, hugged him kindly, asked him if it looked good, and told him to remember these patterns, this is the pattern on grandma's favorite silver bracelet, no matter how difficult it is Days, this bracelet has not been sold. In Xie Huiren's eyes, the patterns started to swim, they seemed to come together freely and irregularly, and suddenly, they trembled, miraculously changing into various patterns.Oh, that's Feitian, that's Yingluo, that's Buddha's upper-grade mudra, and now they are attracted by strange power and gathered together, what is it?Avalokitesvara? !

Suddenly, Avalokitesvara's dharma body raised its arms, and the patterns scattered and regrouped into silver bracelet patterns. The patterns were still quietly placed on the door, as if they had never moved. The corner of Xie Huiren's mouth felt a little salty. He knew that it was his tears that blurred his vision and made him hallucinate.Suddenly, he felt his right hand being held by a warm, soft little hand. That little hand clenched slightly, but it gave him infinite strength.It was only then that Xie Huiren realized that Sally was standing beside him at some point, her eyes were also staring at the pattern on the door, her eyes were full of confusion.

After a moment of calm, Xie Huiren understood that he had more important things to do.Undoubtedly, this is the greatest mystery.But what does this have to do with that Buddha head! When they returned to the small living room behind the screen and sat down again, the Japanese old man had already closed his eyes. He seemed to be asleep, and he was leaning on the sofa peacefully without making a sound, not even the sound of breathing. arrive. The room is as quiet as being in a dry well, only the sound from nature can be heard, even a slight breeze can make a huge sound. abyss.Xie Huiren somehow thought of this word.Like a helpless man falling into a deep well, he is now in an abyss, an abyss of mystery.

After a while, the old man let out a long sigh, and slowly opened his eyes, "Hui Ren, you are familiar with those symbols, right?" "Sir, why do you have these patterns?" Xie Huiren asked eagerly. The old man's eyes flickered with surprise, "Why, do you think it's a pattern, not something else?" "This... I don't know, I just saw it when I was a child." "You will understand, they are not ordinary patterns." The old man looked directly at Xie Huiren and said slowly, "This is much more interesting than the symbol of the stone gate of Famen Temple."

Famen Temple, Shimen symbol; silver bracelet, patterns. "Hui Ren, are you interested in investigating this symbol? You have solved so many mysteries that I have carefully set up, this, you will not back down?" "Could it be that you came to me just for these patterns...symbols?" "That's right." The old man sighed heavily, and said as if he was relieved, "I think, you can do it." Xie Huiren suddenly understood that the old man arranged an auction of a Buddha head and entrusted him to bid for it. Before that, he adjusted his appetite. The bait was actually the final answer to the mystery—these strange symbols.After participating in the auction, he would naturally come to Japan to meet his client.In fact, the so-called auction is just a play directed by the old man, no, it's not a play, it's just a prelude to a good show, and the big scene is only now opened.

The circle goes far enough. However, Xie Huiren faintly felt that something was wrong. Although he was very interested in deciphering the pattern of this group of silver bracelets, the problem was that it was engraved on the jewelry. Except for the person who had worn that jewelry, that is, his grandma, he couldn't think of it. No one is likely to know the origin of the bracelet. "Sir, however, I have only studied Buddhism a little bit, as far as I know..." The old man waved his hands, motioning him not to continue, "Hui Ren, that's why I came to you. These symbols are clearly the symbols of Buddhism."

"It's impossible!" Xie Huiren immediately denied the old man's statement. Although he dared not say how deep he was in the study of Buddhist art, he was also confident that he had never seen this kind of Buddhist symbols in his experience. The old man smiled slightly, "Hui Ren, if I don't tell you, you must be able to see that the Buddha's head has been restored, right?" Xie Huiren was silent, expressing acquiescence, which also meant that he wanted to hear the old man continue. "There is a legend that the original appearance of this Buddha's head hides these symbols in his spiral hair. Later, perhaps some monks discovered that the hair of this Buddha statue did not meet the regulations of the statue, or the Buddha's head had been damaged. Therefore, later craftsmen re-chiseled the screw hair." Xie Huiren suddenly realized, no wonder he felt weird when he looked at the photo of the Buddha's head at the auction. At that time, he only stared at the face of the Buddha statue, but didn't think about the hair bun.It is said that when the Buddha was born, he had different appearances from ordinary people, which are called "thirty-two looks", and there are some detailed characteristics, which are called "eighty kinds of goodness", and the two are collectively called "good looks".Among them, the twelfth phase of the "Thirty-two Phases" refers to the Buddha's "hair upward phase", which means that the hair is spiraled to the right, and the tip of the hair is upward, which is called spiral hair. But that being said, there are only a dozen or twenty types that can really be expressed in sculpture, and, in all ages, craftsmen have also "developed" to some extent.Xie Huiren thought of the reclining Buddha in the back hall of Fayuan Temple in Beijing, where a blank triangular area was opened at the front of the spiral hair, indicating that the Buddha was old and bald. Seeing that Xie Huiren was silent and listening carefully to his narration, the old man slowed down and said slowly but clearly: "These symbols hide a big secret, they are the code to decrypt !" "What!" Xie Huiren could no longer be silent, he said loudly, "Only with these few patterns?" The old man sighed, stared at Xie Huiren, and said, "Huiren, is the ancient writing scroll in the Dunhuang scripture cave a secret of Buddhism? According to legend, the code of the Buddha's head indicates a huge treasure location, which disappeared in history. A large number of scriptures are buried there, and they can completely change the history of Buddhism!" Xie Huiren felt his body tremble, he looked at Sally, she was also there in shock, sitting like a statue, staring at the old man with wide eyes. The old man continued: "Hui Ren, maybe this is just a legend, but aren't you interested?" Am I not interested?Xie Huiren thought of the ancient scriptures that were mysteriously lost in history, the ancient Buddhist rules that no one can explain clearly, some cultivation methods that only appear in legends, and the focus of differences among various schools of Buddhism... Could it be possible to rely on these few patterns? Solve all the puzzles? This is impossible!Xie Huiren said to himself, legends are legends after all, since the world deified Sakyamuni, such legends have never stopped, but there can only be one historical truth!The truth, he thought of the pattern, the silver bracelet that grandma had worn all her life, what is the truth about it?How did grandma have this set of patterns?Where is the truth represented by the pattern? Xie Huiren's mind was still spinning rapidly, but his mouth blurted out uncontrollably, "I can solve this mystery!" When Miss Sally heard what he said, her body, which was sitting upright, suddenly fell on the sofa, and an imperceptible smile appeared on her face. "Okay, Huiren!" The old man raised his voice and said, "I believe in you!" Xie Huiren sat down again, at this time his mind calmed down a little, he began to feel a little uneasy about his rashness, can I solve this mystery?I've even just seen this pattern but know nothing about it, God knows what it is! The old man spoke with certainty, as if what he was talking about was not a legend, but a real history.Xie Huiren was annoyed, why was he so restless, and he agreed to such a pretentious thing, but at the very least, where did the old man hear this legend! Xie Huiren had to ask: "Sir, how can you be sure that these patterns are the code of Buddhism?" The old man said indifferently: "This is very simple. There is a Chinese scroll of unknown age in His Majesty's private collection, which vaguely mentions this matter." "The Emperor of Japan!" Xie Huiren and Sally exclaimed at the same time. "That's right." The old man said lightly, "It's not strange." "Then, are you..." "Haha." The old man laughed heartily again, "Hui Ren, I knew you would have to ask sooner or later. It seems that I still haven't kept my secret. However, you should solve this mystery yourself." As he said that, he got up and walked to the other end of the study, bypassing the desk, and rummaged through the rows of shelves reaching to the sky, as if he had put something casually there, but it was not easy to find it at this time. After a while, he finally found a small box, walked back happily, handed it to Xie Huiren, and said mysteriously: "Okay, I'll give you a clue, as for whether you can guess my life experience, It depends on your ability." This is a small box that is only a palm long, very inconspicuous decoration, but it can be seen that it has a long history.Sally also leaned her head over, watching Xie Huiren open the box. They were all stunned, the box turned out to be a thin stick made of gold, one end was thick with rough patterns on it, and the other end was so thin that it looked like the tip of a needle. "What is this?" Sally asked Xie Huiren with widened eyes. Xie Huiren shook his head, he has never seen this thing before, if it is a needle, it is definitely impossible, but what can it do? Sally reminded him, "Is it an ancient hairpin?" "No, this end is too thin, it should be a special tool." "Then..." Sally thought for a while, "Is it used in ancient acupuncture?" At this time, the old man's eyes were a little excited, he looked at Xie Huiren eagerly, but he heard Xie Huiren say: "No, this end is too thick, it's not like medical use." The old man couldn't help sighing slightly, he had to remind a few words, but these words were addressed to Sally, "Miss Sally, think about it in your own way." What's the meaning?Is it really for medical use?Xie Huiren thought to himself. They thought about it for a while, and Sally said helplessly: "I don't have any ideas, I just think of what to say, this thing is too weird, I think it's a toothpick, or it's just for picking something—look, Such a thin point." Xie Huiren was leaning over to play with the gold stick, when he heard Sally's words, he stood up abruptly, pointed at the old man, pointed to his eyes, and asked tentatively, "Really? But this thing was used in the Southern and Northern Dynasties It was lost in time." The old man smiled, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "It was found in a tomb at the end of Han Dynasty." "What?" Sally knew that Xie Huiren had solved the mystery, but she still didn't understand it at all. "This thing, let's call it a golden grate." Xie Huiren gently twisted the golden grate with his fingers, and said, "It was used to treat cataracts in ancient India. It is said in the "Nirvana Sutra" that someone used it to treat cataracts Blind. It may have been brought to China by Indian monks, but later, it was lost in both China and India.” Sally nodded, she remembered that Xie Huiren once said that monks should learn medicine.She took the golden grate from Xie Huiren's hand and looked at it carefully. Xie Huiren turned his head and said to the Japanese old man: "But, this..." "Don't worry, this is an introduction. Only by solving this mystery can you be qualified to know my identity." The old man squeezed his eyes, and suddenly said seriously, "Monks can cure eye diseases, um, but there is a famous The master is blind..." Xie Huiren immediately said, "Oh, it's Master Jianzhen." "That's right." The old man nodded in satisfaction and continued, "Back then, Master Jianzhen was blind, but even though he couldn't see, he cured a Japanese—a Japanese woman." "Empress Dowager Guangming!" Xie Huiren blurted out.

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